Forgiving her sat like a rock too
heavy to move. Bleary with fitful
mental mutterings of “She owes me
an explanation,” I turned away from
this earthly haze to the perfect
clarity of divine Love, God.
At once my praying thought stirred
with an upwelling as noiseless as
dawn’s light: “And forgive us our
debts, as we forgive our debtors.”*
Then came, “And Love is reflected
Instantly, it crystallized that Love
owes nothing for it has all, its
ever-presence teeming with good,
no voids to fill. We are the children
– reflection – of Love, and our divine
Parent streams to us all grace, joy,
mercy – unspent. As we drink in
our spiritual nature, free hearts brim
to overflow. All hurt spills out, no
room; its sham power and presence
wash away in the love of Love.
It was as though I tossed the rock
like a pebble. Thought now released,
gracious forgiveness swept in peace.
Even sweet reuniting came.